Posts by author: Mush
In which this totally cracks me up! Sometimes I go to I Can Haz Cheeseburger and laugh my arse off at stuff like this: …and this: I mean, OMFG, do you see that cute bold bunneh stealin’ that cookeh? PEOPLE, HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ANYTHING MORE LIKELY TO INDUCE ADULT ONSET DIABETES?! I DON’T THINK […]
In which I went out and did things like a real girl. Saturday I slept in until ten, and then took Bindu and walked down town to the final Farmer’s Market of the year. There was a band, lots of veggies, lots of people with dogs, and food. I ordered a tostada-like item from a […]
In which there’s another riveting post about my damned uterus! (Can I generate content, or can I generate content!) (Wait. Don’t answer that; I’ll probably cry.) I had to call the clinic this morning to get my biopsy results, even though they promised they’d call me by Tuesday afternoon. The biopsy shows I have a […]
In which there’s an actual reason for it. The short version: I went to the gynecologist yesterday, and it turns out I have a giant fibroid in my uterus and need to have surgery within the month. The long version contains way TMI and (to protect those of you who don’t want to know any […]
In which being female sometimes sucks. So it’s that time again. I feel like a balloon, and I keep having mild panic symptoms. Any minute now the faucet should open and I’ll be bleeding like a stuck pig. Walking to and from work for the next couple of days should prove to be interesting. Since […]
In which there’s early, and then there’s “It’s so early I’m a total retard.” I had to be at work at eight, so I got up at six-thirty. (!!!) It was so early that I actually forgot to wash my hair in the shower. I mean, hello. Thank God my normal schedule will be noon […]
In which I got a job within 48 hours, ’cause I’m cool like that. I got here Wednesday night. Thursday afternoon I had a phone interview. Friday morning I had facetime with the three principals, and before I’d even made it all the way home they’d called to hire me and to invite me back […]
In which the jeep shit the bed. Tuesday, I got the jeep from the mechanic for a mere $500 (*gag*) and was on the road by two. I drove 460 miles or so to Burley, Idaho – the jeep drove perfectly the whole day – and on the third try I finally found a motel […]
In which I’m sitting here waiting. I just spoke with the mechanic. He says he hopes to have me “back on the road by noon. Earlier, if we can manage it.” Check-out at the motel is eleven; if I’m very lucky they’ll let me stay an extra hour so I don’t have to wait in […]
In which who the hell knows with these late model vehicles. My alarm went off at the ass-crack of dawn: seven in the morning. I’d been up ’til one, so I hit snooze twice. When my brain quit throbbing, I rolled out of bed and was about to shower when I realized I don’t have […]
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